I don't own Sonic or anything. I don't see why I continue to write this.
I Love, I Hate
Part One:
Hate
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"I hate her."
"You don't mean that man."
"I do. I FREAKINGhate her."
It was the middle of the night as the two friends were seated in a quiet apartment. The sky was pitch black with a lack of stars, giving the night itself an ominous feeling that seemed to block out the peace that typically came with nightfall. It was already the worst night of his life and the darkness did nothing to help it.
"I can't believe I wasted my time with her." He muttered to himself as he took another drink from his cup" I knew this could happen, but I didn't care."
"It's not that bad," His friend said in an encouraging manner as his reptilian tail slowly flowed through the air" it was just a kiss."
"A kiss is all that I SAW!" He snapped as he glared at his friend in a threatening way.
"Just because it was all that you saw doesn't mean there was more!" The friend said as he waved for him to calm down, which he did, though still had an angered look on his face.
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After a few minutes of silence between the two he finally muttered, "Why would she do that?" getting a look of confusion and sadness on his face this time instead of anger.
"Well," His friend replied as he twirled his empty cup around" she did like him before she even MET you."
"HIM." He said in a slightly lower and louder voice, bringing his friends attention back to him" I should of known this would happen if they continued to hang out together. I thought he was my friend……"
"He is," His friend said with an unusually sincere smile, something he rarely gave" just like I'm your friend."
"………..If he's a friend just like YOU I'm surprised it didn't happen sooner." He retorted with a slight edge in his voice, to which his friend laughed off.
This was true though. Neither of them were very good friends, often having short arguments over the most insignificant things, on occasion escalating to small brawls even. To be honest they only associated with each other because they were close friends with same three people, so everyone considered them to close as well though they could both barely stand the other. However, when it really came down to it and no one else was available they would both help the other in any way, usually when it was the only option left.
This was one of the times when there were no other options.
"Don't take it out on me," The friend said as he stuffed some crackers into his mouth" I'm not the 'pal' who sucked your girls face."
"But it doesn't make sense!" He yelled as he slammed his fist on the table, nearly breaking it in half" I thought he didn't like her?"
"Maybe he changed his mind. People can do that."
"But why didn't he go with the other girl who liked him? Why didn't he steal her away from that little two-tailed THING?"
His friend thought for a moment then replied" Though it would have made you feel better it wouldn't be fair to TAILS." He made sure to put an emphasis on the name, reminding his friend the 'thing' didn't like being referred to as that.
"Since when do you care about how other people feel?"
"Since I have to play the good guy side of your conscience." His friend said in a smart way.
"Whatever….." He muttered, feeling like he wanted to roll into his shell and stay like that for days" He could have any girl he wants and he has to take mine. Why would he……THEY, do that?"
"I don't know." His friend said as he glanced around for something to drink, his throat suddenly feeling parched from all the talking.
"Why did this have to happen? Why to me of all people, just when I was the happiest man in the world?"
"Stuff like this just happens. You have to accept it, deal with both of them and move on."
Suddenly something snapped in him. He was getting tired of his friend making sense with everything he said. He was tired of not being able to feel angry about what happened to him. He was tired of not being able to HATE either of them. He wanted to curse at them, he wanted to hit them, he wanted to put them through as much pain as they had put him through. He didn't just want it anymore.
He knew he was going to get it.
He threw an enraged glare at his friend as he shot out of his seat, this one filled with so much anger and so sudden that it made his friend nearly fall out of his seat, shocked that he looked as if he was going to beat him to death.
"This stuff happens when a guy is stupid enough to fall in love with some WHORE and be friends with a backstabbing TRAITOR!" He shouted in an uncharacteristically angry tone for his personality as a look of blind fury filled his eyes.
Normally he was a kind, even tempered man who let little ever get to him. Despite the idiotic antics and rude comments he received from his friends he never once let his anger get the best of him. It always seemed that he had another shell in addition to the one he wore on his back, an invisible one that seemed to block all negative emotions from taking him over. Unless someone he cared for, or just about ANYBODY, was being tortured or beaten in front of him he would never let his anger become evident.
This was why his sudden outburst shocked his friend so much. He had never seen him get so angry at anything for as long as he had known him.
"Calm down!" His purple skinned friend said as he tried with all his strength to hold him back as he stomped towards the door, cursing in an extremely loud voice " If you get too angry you might go find either of them and do something you'll regret!"
"I should!" He yelled as he threw his friend to the ground and stomped over to the door, not caring in the slightest that he could have seriously hurt him with his phenomenal strength" I should go right to either of their houses and show them to NEVER mess with me!"
"Don't!" His friend said as he painfully pulled himself up, readying to grab one of his shurikens and use them if necessary.
"WHY?" He yelled, stopping in the doorway to hear whatever stupid thing his friend had to say.
"Because you are too much of LOVESICK PUNK to do anything to her and too much of a GOOD GUY to hurt him!"
His body suddenly went stiff at this realization. He wasn't really as surprised about his own feelings as he was that his friend had used the word 'love'. As long as he had known his friend he had never been one to believe in something like love, having decided a long time ago that he only wanted women for sex and child birth, no love on his part involved. The fact that he even used the word love was a shock, as he normally refused to use it in any way.
All of this was enough to calm him down to the point where he could sit back down at the table and continue to drink, though still managed to make another curse about "her" under his breath.
"I still hate her."
His friend let out one of his usual bad boy sighs, groaned and walked back over to his chair with a slight limp from being thrown to the ground, though was confident that it would be gone in awhile, no wanting to admit to his friend how strong he was.
"I'll be able to convince you otherwise. We still have the whole night left."
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To Be Continued
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……….Yo. New story up. This is gonna be a short one, I'm planning about two or three other ones. Kind of different from the usual stupid, crazy, funny crap I write isn't it? I might end up deleting some of my other work or just stop writing them since most of them are pretty long term things and I want to start writing short stories now. They save on time you know?... I'll have the details of what I'm going to be doing up later. Right now I need sleep. I'm out.